Fallen Heirs (Windsor Academy, #3)

by Laura Lee

“Because if you’d get out of your own goddamn head for a second, you’d see the truth staring you in the face. You just need to look, Jazz.”

I’m so stinking exhausted fighting demons at every turn, I don’t know how much longer I can hold on.

Jazz Rivera is the one. The only. I want this woman to have my babies. I want her face to be the one I see every morning when I wake up, and every evening before I fall asleep. I want to laugh with her, hold her when she cries, fuck her until she sees stars. I want us to grow old together and watch our children have their own children.

There’s not a doubt in my mind, she’s it for me.